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What is this feeling called:

What is this feeling called:
By Delamorte on 09/20/2010
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My breathing is uneasy because my heart beating at such a frantic pace, drink got me thinking, whats the point of eating when my food has no taste? my thoughts tend to linger on romantic gestures, this emotion just festers. When i try to reveal whats concealed i tend to act like a common jester. How come i this feeling making me think a dozen women in a dozen naked poses can''t compare to the beauty the beauty of a dozen roses been smelt by dozen noses. what i feel is making my blood rush, my cheeks blush, every time i try to brush aside this feeling aside my heart gets crushed. this emotion is causing commotion, rocking my ocean with motion, need to find a potion, where the heck did i get that notion? so many feeling of goodness, o my goodness, this feels to god to be good. what should i do? i wish i could replace my heart with a piece of wood. who gave my heart the license to experiment with this emotional science? my brain is the last defence of defiance against the onrush of silent violence. my heart has been taken, my soul has been shaken, why has this feel awaken? some tell me why since ive met this person have i been forsaken

© By Delamorte On 9/20/2010 1:31:23 PM
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